It's Friday the next day, Bai Zhi thought, just one more day and then she could rest.
Everyone needs something to look forward to, and for Bai Zhi now, it's the chance to rest well. Although her job is indeed respectable, only she understands the hidden struggles.
Since she didn't eat well last night, she cooked white porridge and eggs in the morning before going to work. On her way out, she put the leftover instant noodles from the day before into the trash bag, planning to take it out.
As she reached the door, she coincidentally ran into Seo Song, who was also heading out, so they left together.
It's about two or three hundred meters from the community to the subway station. Seo Song bought four meat buns outside the community and handed her two.
"Thanks, but no need, I've already eaten."
Seo Song didn't mind and bit into a bun, asking, "You've eaten? I didn't see you use the stove. What did you eat?"
"I made it in my room, just cooked white porridge."
